The Causeway, Tuesday night

[walter_n_wires]

Walter had his luggage and the box from Alfred and stood on the causeway waiting for the car that would come to take him away from Fandom and on to the first leg of his trip across the Atlantic and sixty-two years

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[nadiathesaint]

Nadia hadn't realized until partway through the fireworks that Walter was no longer at the party.

Shit. She was not going to let him leave without her at least saying good-bye.

As such, she may have set a personal best record in running across the island to the causeway. She only hoped that the leap of logic saying that that's where he'd be leaving was right.

She probably was not looking quite at her best when she got there, out of breath and her hair falling out of its ponytail. She skidded to a stop beside him and bent over to catch her breath.

[walter_n_wires]

Walter bent to look at Nadia. "Are you alright? Is something wrong?"

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia straightened up enough to smack him on the arm. "What, you were going to just leave? Without telling me when?"

[walter_n_wires]

"Um... I'm sorry?" Stupid, stupid. "I'm not used to this. You seemed to be doing okay today and I didn't want to make you feel bad."